After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

Bai's mother smiled slightly. She knew her child in her heart.

Although he likes the way of business, his family's current conditions do not allow him to have much exposure to it.

This child's love for money is pure, but if he wants to keep the money, he must put in some effort.

She patiently asked the children, as gentle as ever, "Do you know what preconceived ideas mean?"

Bai Qingshan was the first to answer: "Mom, I know this. You told me before that if you listen to something first and let it enter your brain, it will not be so easy to accept different words in the future."

Bai's mother nodded, which was considered as affirmation of Bai Qingshan's learning achievements during this period, and that he did not delay his literary studies because of practicing martial arts.

"What mother means is that my third brother is thinking about the problem based on preconceived ideas, so he thinks that the honeycomb coal business will definitely make money, but other people may not think so?" Bai Qinghu began to ponder since his mother asked the question.

Because he had the habit of thinking ahead when reading for many years, he was able to understand the deeper meaning behind the question before others when Bai Qingshan answered the question step by step.

"Yes, the honeycomb coal business is profitable, but it won't always be profitable." Mother Bai looked at her second son with a deeper smile.

Among all the children, only his temperament and reading and writing habits were similar to hers. Bai's mother couldn't help but take a few more glances at him, but she was afraid that the other children would feel jealous, so she didn't want to make it too obvious.

Fortunately, Bai Qinghu is a thoughtful person, and he knows it even if no one says it.

"Mom, honeycomb coal is very easy to make and can completely replace firewood. In winter, the mountain roads are covered with snow when people go up the mountain to chop firewood. I don't know how many people have been killed. Why do you say that he won't make money forever?"

Bai Qinghai was full of doubts. Although he understood what his mother meant by preconceived ideas was to make us accept new ones, he really couldn't think of what the problem was.

In his opinion, honeycomb coal has completely improved the way people make fire. Even if it is not in winter, it can be used for cooking in other seasons!

Wait! He seemed to have thought of the inconvenience of honeycomb coal, and said excitedly: "Mom, I got it! Honeycomb coal can't burn as hard as firewood, it can only be heated slowly with a slow fire."

"This way, we can keep warm in the winter, but sometimes we need a big fire to cook!"

When the adults saw the children expressing their opinions, they all sighed in their hearts that Bai's mother's educational methods are sometimes so advanced, unlike those of a sour Confucian scholar who holds a book and makes you shake your head while reading.

Of course, a big influence came from Jiang's father. This was how she grew up when she was a child.

Seeing that the topic was getting heated, several other children started to join in.

The adults in the Bai family, including Bai Yi and others, all watched with smiles on their faces.

Xie Shuer added to Bai Qinghai's point: "Although honeycomb coal is easy to make, its price will definitely be higher than firewood. Although honeycomb coal is durable, it is not very useful in spring and summer. In comparison, people still choose firewood to make fire."

The most unexpected thing was that Xiao Yan, who was usually taciturn, actually spoke for the first time today.

"But a long time ago, people tried to use coal mines to make fire, but they all died in the confined space. Even though some people later tried to open windows for ventilation, they still died in the end."

"Although this rarely happens with the improved honeycomb briquettes, if they are burned for a long time, coal poisoning will still occur in the room."

They were fleeing in the winter and had used honeycomb coal on the road. Sometimes when Bai Qingyun wanted to talk to her, he would find some topics to talk about.

She was also the one who taught Xiao Yan about coal poisoning caused by honeycomb coal.

Bai Qingyun was also very surprised. She didn't expect that she, at such a young age, would remember these casual words.

Several people were chatting one after another, it was very lively.

Bai Qingyun looked at the sky and concluded, "In fact, no matter what industry it is, there are people with off-seasons and peak seasons, but you can't give up easily just because there is an off-season. If you do that, you will never succeed."

"There are always more solutions than problems!"

Grandma Bai asked tentatively, "What do you mean, Xiaoer, is there a high probability that we will pay?"

She has even thought of possible problems, so does that mean she also has solutions? With such a meticulous plan, it is not difficult to see her thoughts.

Bai Qingyun nodded carefully and looked at his mother: "Mom, from selling potatoes these past two days, there should be some money in the account that can be used directly, right?"

It’s not that she has no silver in her space. Even though she gave nearly one thousand taels of silver to her mother for business, she still had some income from selling medicinal herbs before, plus there was countless gold in the space.

But she was afraid that if she was the only one to pay, the property would become her own private property like the furniture shop, and she would be blocked from giving it to her family.

After that experience, she would not spend money on her own this time no matter what.

What's more, there is still a lot of money in the account.

Bai's mother nodded: "The money given by the government is all in cash. If you need it, you can use it at any time."

She then asked everyone, "How much money should our family give?"

This requires a careful analysis of the situations of other families in the village in order to get a rough estimate of the amount.

However, although everyone knows that every household can make money by selling potatoes, it is still unknown whether they are willing to pay and how much they are willing to pay.

Different family situations have different considerations.

Bai Qingyun had no choice but to suggest: "It should still be under discussion tonight. Many families probably don't know what it is at this moment. The specific amount of money is still unknown. Let's go to the stacking yard first!"

"Okay, let's go take a look first." Everyone agreed.

Although Bai Yi and his friends are members of the Bai family, they are still servants, which naturally lowers their status from ordinary people. Therefore, they consciously avoid contact with other people in the village and mostly stay busy at home.

There was no need for them to attend such an occasion, so they could just take it easy tonight.

Bai Qingyun knew that they had already mastered the previous Tai Chi, so before leaving he gave them several sets of books on stick and sword techniques to study.

Only after they have fully understood it themselves can they teach it to others.

Now that the busy farming season is over, they have nothing to do at night, which is a good time for research.

Others might feel resentful of this non-stop schedule, after all, laziness is natural.

But for these people, seeing the new moves is like a cat seeing a fish, it is also out of nature.

One has to sigh, if Ye Qianchen in the modern dimension’s toys are cars, then these peerless books are like Bai Yi and their luxurious toys.